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mslowlife · 10 months
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hmm..who am I going to be in love with today?
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'I can fix him' he doesn't need to be fixed, i like him just the way he is.
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mslowlife · 1 year
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The owners tik tok : draken.in.ventilator
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mslowlife · 1 year
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When I Like you Best
Matty Healy x Reader
A/n hellooo, hope you guys enjoy this! It’s really short and really soft but it was just an idea that came to me :)
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“I think I like you best like this”
You looked up at him through your eyelashes, uncoated in mascara, skin bare of foundation or bronzer, his hands either side of your face tilting your head back gently as you lay tangled together on the sofa. “Like me best?”
He hummed in reply, an indecipherable and cryptic hum that you couldn’t quite perceive. “Without makeup” he explained, his thumb brushing over your closed eyelid, voice almost a whisper as if he was deep in thought, until his eyes widened suddenly, “I mean- I like you with makeup aswell! God I love you with makeup” his words trailed off into a whisper, as if it was a secret he was meant to take to the grave.
You couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped your lips, leaning your cheek further into his palm… you watched him, amused and utterly in love with his attempt to correct himself.
“So you love me more when I look like shit?” You questioned, jumping at the opportunity to tease him,
“No, my love for you never changes, but I think I just… like you more?” He tried, unable to find the right words, “and you don’t look like shit” he added quickly, your smile grew. “I just like when your the most ‘you’ you can possibly be, no makeup, natural hair, it reminds me of when I first met you.” He dragged his thumb along your lip as images of a young Matty flashed through your mind; before you’d discovered the real powers of makeup or a good few hours in the hairdressers, or he’d discovered the touch of a tattoo gun or hair gel, curls running riot in front of his eyes. You let him continue. “And as much as I like you all dressed up,” you watched as his tongue darted out across his bottom lip, not missing the way his eyes darkened “I adore you in your pj’s”
“Oh, shut up!” You whined, desperate to stop his teasing whilst futilely trying to escape his grasp as he pushed you away slightly by your hip, allowing him a better view as he looked you up and down, pyjama shorts hidden by one of his old T-shirts that almost drowned you, stained with god knows what and when it was last washed was none of your business. His boyish sicker ringing in your ears when he noticed you glaring at him.
Silence filled the room once his laughter died down, his chin coming to rest on your shoulder as he gazed up at you, eyes brimming with fondness, before a whisper broke through the stillness,
“I just really love you, and I don’t think I’ll ever have the words to explain it”
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mslowlife · 1 year
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Have a video I made w the edit I have on repeat rn. New fanfiction will drop soon hopefully! It's in the works right now!
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mslowlife · 1 year
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Hope ur doing well!!
thank you love!! i hope you’re doing well too
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mslowlife · 1 year
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hello hello folks
i’m gonna be uploading part 4 of the ethan landry series sometime in the following days!! i’ve had a busy last few days and haven’t had time to write but hopefully it’ll be out soon ❤️
love y’all
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mslowlife · 1 year
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Mad(e) For You - Part III
Part I Part II
Pairings: Yandere! Ethan Landry x Yandere! Reader
Warnings: Murder, blood, violence, stabbing, swearing, possessive reader
Summary: No one deserved Ethan, especially her. You were going to make sure of it. Only you deserved him.
Word Count: 947
A/N: This part is really short I'm sorry ;-; i've been so busy last few days but I still hope you enjoy <3 thank u all for the support as well <3
Lydia Marrol. What a name, you thought. You repetitively told yourself that of course he had an ex girlfriend, there would always be another before you, but it still made your blood boil. How dare he. He should have known, he should have just been patient and not given in and dated some lowlife like Lydia. Lydia just seemed so amazing, Lydia had the perfect nuclear family, Lydia was just so smart with her scholarship. Gosh, why are girls so dumb you thought, just accepting any follow request they get for the sake of another follower. She practically let you into her life, to her ‘private’ online world. She did this to herself. 
And even though they had been broken up for nearly three months, she still seemed so hung up on him. Always posting some cheesy breakup quote on her story with a sad song, or posting some stupid and unconvincing ‘i’m totally not in love with my ex’ motivation crap. Scrolling through her older instagram posts, you found old photos of Ethan and her together. God. She probably didn’t delete them because she thought they’d get back together. Well they weren’t, you were sure of it.
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It didn’t take long to find out who Lydia was, you see with some simple sleuthing you could find exactly what school Lydia Marrol attended, what classes she took down to the exact times and days, and what dorm she stayed in. 
Adjusting your coat, you slipped your boots on and headed out the front gate. Finding where Lydia would be this time of evening wouldn’t be too hard, considering she usually spam posts what she’s doing at every time of every day. 
Looking at her timetable, you found she just finished class minutes ago. Perfect. Then, you went on her instagram, knowing she would have just posted some unrelatable crap on story, and yes of course, she did. “study timeeee someone bring me coffee and i’ll love you forever”  After her insufferable story post, you went back to her first story of day, showcasing her ‘OOTD.’ Perfect again. Now you know what to look for.
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Winter was truly showing how harsh it could be, dark clouds rolled over the city, making the sky darker than it was. Droplets of rain fell from the sky, and in a matter of seconds, rain gushed down in violent showers, causing people to run for shelter or pull out their trusty umbrellas. Taking shelter in a nearby bus stop, you waited patiently. She shouldn’t be too far away now. Lydia took the bus home from school on days like today.
In just the corner of your eye, a blurry figure approached through the spitting rain, they wore a tan coloured coat, a grey beanie and dark blue jeans with a tote bag they kept under their arm. There’s Lydia, you thought. Wiping the seat with her hand, she sat down. Offering a friendly smile to you before reaching for her phone in her bag. You glared at her up and down, how could Ethan have loved her? Loved her? What if he loved her? Why would he? Just the thought of him loving her alone made you fuming.
But rather than losing your cool, just yet, you took a deep breath and scanned around you. Ensuring no one was walking nearby, or any cars were around. 
Lydia’s face lit up from the glow of her phone. She wasn’t going to see this coming. Reaching into the inside of your coat pocket, you pulled out the silver blade by the heavy wooden handle. 
Here goes nothing.
In sudden force, you twisted your body to Lydia, before plunging the knife into her stomach. Her body contorted, buckling beside you as she gasped for air and groaned. Her eyes bulged, swelling with hot tears. Using your free hand, you silenced her by grabbing onto her jaw and covering her mouth. In and out, in and out was the motion of the knife as it punctured her stomach. Blood covered your hands and shirt as you straddled her motionless body to get a better angle of her torso. 
“He’s mine. Only mine” You hissed.
Lydia couldn’t even respond, all she could do was gurgle and choke out incoherent words as blood oozed from her mouth.
“Fuckin’ bitch, think he still loves you?” 
Still no response. You twisted the knife in her guts, she deserves this.
As your adrenaline surged, you ploughed the knife hard and deeper into her stomach until your arms began to ache. 
“Can’t even fucking answer me, can ya?” You berated breathlessly.
Lydia spluttered her final breath, the entirety of her life in the last glimpse and blink of her draining eyes. 
You watched as the blood seeped down her torso, onto the bench seat then as it dripped onto the concrete. Her lifeless body spread on the bench, arms flailed apart from her body and painted with her own crimson red blood. 
The scene to you was beautiful. Your own artwork on display. 
Admiring your work was consuming and all, but as you came down from your adrenaline high, you realised you needed to go. Now.
Before leaving, you quickly changed coats with a new one stuffed away in your bag, then swiftly walked home.
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Arriving home, all you could stare at yourself in the mirror. The intricate blood splatters on your body, the way it was smeared over your chest and arms. It was fascinating, surreal even. But what would Ethan think, would he hate you, or would he love you for this? Because after all, you did for him. You killed for him.  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Taglist @volturi-girl-imagines @poisonousgem16
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mslowlife · 1 year
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hello everyone!!
i’ve decided i’m going to make a tag list. if you’re like to be apart of that please reply to this post so i can add you to the list <3
thank youse and i hope you guys are all doing very well <3
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mslowlife · 1 year
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You’re a genius for making both the reader and Ethan a yandere!!! I’m addictive, I cant wait to see them get more crazy!!
thank youuu love ❤️❤️
i’ve never wrote anything yandere before so i’m a lil nervous and unsure tbh 😭😭 so i hope it meets your expectations 😭
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mslowlife · 1 year
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Mad(e) For You - Part II
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Part I
Pairings: Yandere! Ethan Landry x Yandere! Reader Warnings: Stalking Summary: You’d never consider yourself a creep or a perv, but a stalker? Sure. Word Count: 1.09k
A/N: omll thank y'all for the all the likes and reblogs on part I, you guys are just too kind <3 this fic includes an o/c for narrative purposes so i apologies if you dont like that, but it fits what i'm attempting to go for with both yandere! ethan and reader, and i also changed it so ethan is not a virgin <3
I also hope the brief phone call makes sense ;-;
“Where. The. Fuck. Are. You” You cried out between stomps, you had searched everywhere and it was nowhere. Your laptop blinked red, ‘Low Battery’ it had written across the dim screen. Defeated and tired you sat on the edge of your bed, chewing the half eaten muffin Chad had so graciously given to you after he realised he didn’t want it.
Then it hit you; Chad had your laptop charger. Peaking your head at the clock above your doorframe, you decided quarter to eight wasn’t too late to call Chad, he should be home.
You picked up your phone and searched for his name, pressing it and impatiently waiting for him to pick up.
“Yo”
“Hey you have got my laptop charger on you?”
“Ah it's at my place still.”
“Can I swing by and grab it?”
“I’m not there right now but I can bring it tomorrow morning?”
“Uh maybe- is Ethan there?”
“Nah, think he’s at the study hall or somethin”
You frustratingly groaned “Ah shit, nah, I need it now.”
“Don’t you have that spare key to my dorm still?”
“Oh yeah, I think I do somewhere. You mind if I go there real quick?”
“Yeah go ahead. It’s in my room.”
“Ight thanks, ceeya Chad”
“Ba-bye”
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After a brisk walk to the boys dorm, you unlocked the front door. Inside was warm, and to your amazement, clean. Who knew two boys living alone could be so tidy.
You knew where Chads room was, so you had no issue navigating the way, but as you continued down the narrow hallway, you saw where Ethan’s room was. The door was cracked open slightly, and was practically inviting you in. You knew this was wrong, but what he didn’t know couldn’t hurt him.
You pushed the door open gently, blindly searching for the light switch with your palm and fingers. You flicked the light on and scoured the room.
Ethan was neat. He was tidy. He was organised. His bed was perfectly made, the pillows propped up and a navy fleece blanket thrown on the end. His desk was kept orderly as well, pens, pencils, sticky notes and notebook sat all adjacent to each other and the empty spot where his laptop must sit each night. As well as a small clock and fidget toys that piled together on the corner of the desk. His wardrobe was neat too, his clothes all organised by their types: t-shirts, pants, shorts, jackets, the list goes on.
And with a fit of impulsion and obsession, you pulled a handful of his hanging clothes to your face. The clothes smelt just like Ethan. They lingered with the smell of his cologne, one that made your knees weak, and they smelt sweet too, like a vanilla of sorts. Your mind became flooded with thoughts of Ethan. Just being here, in his room, shamefully going through his belongings gave you a rush.
You let go of his clothes, straightening them up before closing the wardrobe. You were getting distracted. But as you went to close the wardrobe, the light reflected on a smudged glassy surface. Curious, you pulled it out, only to find a photo frame containing Ethan with his arm around some unknown girl. Both of them had a sheepish grin on their faces. Your heart sank. Who the fuck is this? Your mind jumped to comforting conclusions, maybe it was his cousin, or better yet maybe it was his sister. Or maybe it was his girlfriend. You flipped the frame around, reading the scrawled letters on the back, ‘Ethan & Lydia M 2023’
You were enraged. You slammed the wardrobe shut, hands balling into fists, your nails digging into your palmy flesh.
Without warning, the door opened.
“What are you doing?” Ethan questioned, he sounded more shocked than angry.
“Oh my gosh, I’m sorry, I was just looking for um- my laptop charger. I couldn’t find it in Chads room, and- and I thought maybe it was in here” You choked out, your cheeks flushed a bright pink. Holy fuck. That was close.
“You think it would be in here? If I wanted to use your charger Y/N, I would of asked.” Ethan’s voice was firm and deep, but moments after he spoke, a gentle smirk curled on the corner of his lips.
“I- I know I’m sorry. I should of asked.” You stuttered
“It’s fine, I’m only playing around.” Ethan said before placing his backpack beside the doorway, and sitting on the edge of his bed.
“So uh- how was study hall?” You asked, trying to veer from the awkward greeting mere seconds ago
“Study hall huh? You a stalker or something? First you come to my place, probably going through my shit then you know where I am? Is that why you came here, cause you’d know I’d be out?”
“Fuc- no - Chad told me. I asked if you’d be here and he told me” You gasped out.
“Y/N relax I know. I’m joking, chill”
You sighed, you couldn’t stop thinking about how if he walked in seconds before he did, he would of caught you sniffing his clothes like some creep, and going through his stuff. Maybe he was right, maybe you were sorta a stalker.
“But to answer your question, study was okay. Stalker” He quipped, a cheeky smile on his face.
“Fine. Maybe I am a stalker, maybe I stalk you and everything you do Ethan.” You joked back.
You laughed. The two of you just clicked, he made a joke, you bounced back with another. It made your insides feel fuzzy and warm.
Then the door swung open, Chad was home. After a short lived conversation with Chad, you parted ways.
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Walking back to your dorm, you felt yourself nearly cry. Why couldn’t he see how much you cared for him? How could he do this to you? But before you could wallow in self pity. You had one more plan for the night; Who is this Lydia and why is she touching your Ethan.
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would it be so cool if we got a mutual pining yandere ethan fic🤭🤭🤭🤭
Yesss omg i love this idea 😍 I’m thinking of making this into parts so here is part 1!! it’s very brief and basic right now but there will be more
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Mad(e) For You - Part I
Pairings: Yandere! Ethan Landry x Yandere! Reader
Warnings: None for now
Summary: You lived your life fine without him. So why now did you need him to live?
Word Count: 916
C/M = College Major
You can recall the exact moment you saw him for the first time. It was a cold night, the grounds were sprinkled with a thin layer of snow and the sky was fading into an orange pink haze. You sat in Sam’s dorm room, there wasn’t anything particularly interesting going on, everyone just sat around the television having their own conversations while you glanced from the television to the window in order to resolve some boredom. Suddenly, the door clicked, and Chad trodded in, holding a few plastic bags on his arms, but the cheap Chinese takeout didn’t catch your eye, it was the person behind him. The person trailed behind Chad like a lost puppy, his eyes stayed glued to whatever was in front of him. Chad had a new roommate. Everyone else had met him, except you.
“Y/N meet Ethan, my new roomie” Chad announced, a big smile plastered on his face.
You offered Ethan a soft smile and a hello, but were too fixated on him to let any other words escape. He gave a quick awkward wave as his eyes scanned the room, he looked at Quinn, Sam and Tara, then Mindy to Anika, then to you.
You see at the time, you didn’t really know it, though you had a lingering suspicion, but Ethan was different. He was special. His brown doe eyes and his curly chocolate coloured locks that fell in front of his eyes, sure he was pretty to look at. But there was something about him that you wanted. During dinner, you couldn’t stop looking at him. What about him was so addicting? You didn’t even know who he was thirty minutes ago, so why now did you feel so addicted?
As the clock etched closer to midnight, a wave of exhaustion and sleepiness swept over you. The girls had already fallen asleep on the couch and you were about to as well.
“I think we might head off” Chad whispered, poking your shoulder.
“Uh-yeah, okay.” You yawned, watching as Ethan once again stood shyly behind Chad.
“You know I might walk with you, I live near you guys anyways” You mumbled, holding eye contact with Ethan.
“Mhm, good idea, probably better so you don’t have to walk alone” Chad answered, pulling his coat on.
Stepping outside on the snow covered steps, the night air was fresh and chilly which made you tug onto your coat just a bit tighter.
“So how far do you live from us?” Ethan allured
“Jus’ down the street, two or three minutes walk”
Ethan hummed in response, turning his face slightly to yours as you wiped the snow from the front of your hair.
“You want me to walk you back? Just so you’re not alone” He asked, nervously fidgeting his fingers.
You nodded, “thank you”
Chad walked ahead urgently, desperate to get home and out of the cold.
“Chad! I’m gonna walk Y/N home” He yelled out ahead.
“Yeah aight. Seeya tomorrow Y/N.” Chad called back, pushing open the door into the dormitory building.
You gave Chad a wave before the pair of you walked past him.
The first half of the walk filled with silence, well silence from you too at least. New York was never silent, the city never slept. So instead on focusing on the awkward silence you two emitted, you listened out for the lost sirens that echoed through the city and the sounds of distant voices, until, Ethan broke the silence.
“What do you study?” Ethan asked, stepping closer to you to close the distance.
“It’s boring, but C/M” You said somewhat embarrassed.
“Don’t say it’s boring, I think that’s pretty cool.” He spoke up
“Really?”
“Yeah. You should enjoy what you do. Plus, you’re the only person I know who does that now, so I think it’s pretty cool.” He remarked.
“I know I’m trying too, but it does get boring sometimes.”
“What do you study?” You simpered
“Economics.”
“Economics, nice. So you’re like good with numbers yeah?” You suggested.
“Uhh, well I wouldn’t say I’m good with numbers to be exact. I’d say I’m ‘okay’” He joked
“Well you’re probably heaps better than me” You kidded back.
The two of you conversed for another few minutes until you wound up on the steps of your dormitory building.
You pushed the hood of your coat off before locking eyes with Ethan, whose eyes were already glued to yours. Your heart began to pound in your chest, his voice was so soft and sweet and the way he looked at you made you obsessed. You wanted to make him yours and you wanted to be his.
“Want me to walk you inside?” He questioned, inches from your cold face.
Inside you wanted to scream yes, you wanted to take him back to your room and have him and make him yours. But, of course, he was probably just being friendly. He didn’t feel this intense obsession like you were feeling, right?
“It’s okay. I’m alright from here” You assured
“Alright. Well I should see you tomorrow?”
“Mhm yeah. After class with the others” You spoke, playing with the fingertips of your gloves.
“Okay, well, goodnight Y/N”
“Goodnight Ethan”
The moment you walked inside you ran straight to your laptop, scrambling to search his name on every piece of social media possible. You went through Chad’s followers and until you found the only Ethan that matched your Ethan. Ethan Landry.
You were going to make him yours.
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mslowlife · 1 year
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sooo i watched scream vi last week and holy moly it was amazing, now my entire tiktok fyp and tumblr is just about the scream movies and i wanna write some stuff
i’m lowkey crushing on ethan landry because damn 🥵 jack champion is fine asf. and my obsession for stu, mickey and roman is back because who doesn’t love psychotic killers 😍
for ethan i’m thinking that reader and ethan are in an established relationship and they live in a dorm together, or yandere!ethan because i love my possessive bois
lmk!!!
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mslowlife · 1 year
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“jack champion white boy of the month” no, jack champion white boy of the year
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mslowlife · 1 year
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Missing the cod cold war era fr🥲
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